This was stupid, it was idiotic, moronic, puerile, senseless, doltish, trivial, undignified, and basically anything with the synonym of stupid.

How could he, an innocent- okay not so innocent treasurer of the Akatsuki be forced to preform such a stupefied task?

It wasn't like they didn't have nine other members to do the wretched task. Why did it specifically have to be him? What did he ever do to the pinkette?

Sure there was the time earlier this morning when he grabbed her wrist without permission, but that was pretty much it. He didn't even do anything really bad to her.

She wasn't even on his debt list. Being on his debt list would gain you the opportunity to see his bad side, a part of him that was almost as scary when Konan had no coffee to drink in the morning

So why in heaven's name was she being over reactive to the bare sight of him. That just wasn't normal.

So here he was being roughly pushed through the door, and being locked up and away from the roof top. In other words, Konan just kicked his un-sorry butt out the door and securely locked it before he even had the chance to open it once more.

If there was a possibility of ever getting revenge on a certain member in the Akatsuki, then it would definitely be that she witch he called Konan.

"Make sure you apologize correctly and with utmost sincerity, Kakuzu-chan!" Konan yelled out in muffled words through the locked door.

Yep, he decided that it would definitely be Konan.

Moving hesitantly over to the rails, he slowly climbed down the stairs in full thought.

The girl was definitely a strange one. Her appearance was peculiar, and her earlier interactions were just even more uncanny.

The girl did have a sense of familiarity to him though. That was the part that startled him.

Was it the fact that she was as unique as his child hood friend? The pinkette had wild mood swings, wierd moments, and a certain rarity to her appearance. It was something that his child hood friend held...minus the fact that she certainly did not have pink hair.

He was pretty sure that he never met a girl with pink hair before. If he did he would have definitely remembered her.

The only thing that seemed to be familiar to him were her eyes. Although she wore thick glasses, you could still guess the color of them. His guess was a light polish green, something that almost resembled his old friend's apple green eyes.

Speaking of her, why was it that she crossed his thoughts more frequently today? It wasn't like he never thought about her when he certainly did, but it was unusually strange for her to cross his thoughts every ten minutes. Okay make that every nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds.

He certainly did miss her, he missed her childishness, her uniqueness, her cheerful personality, and just everything in total. He even missed her funny big hat that never seemed to be taken off.

Thinking back on it, he never understood why she wore that ugly big hat. It was just a useless clothing material that certainly did the little girl no good. In fact it caused her more trouble than good. She always used to stumble in the middle of theirs runs, the hat always caused her more problems with bullies, and worst of all...it blocked the sight of her little chubby face along side the sight of her lime green cat eyes.

Kakuzu abruptly halted in the middle of his climb downstairs.

He needed to get over her, it's been long enough that she has plagued his mind! Why is it that every little thought is fixated on her? She was only his friend for about two years, yet at the cost it felt like they have been friends much longer than that,

Still...he severely needed to get a grip on life and to stop reminiscing with the past, what's done is done, and what's gone is gone...it was simple logic really. He just needed to learn how to accept it.

Strangely after several attempts to calm herself down, she still felt the prick of heat tickle at her eyes and gobble at her throat. It was embarrassing enough to have a man of stone to try and comfort you, but it was even more embarrassing for a man of stone to stare at you in the midst of trying to get a hold of yourself. Your sloppy, blubbering, unaesthetic self.

Putting a shaking hand over her mouth, she slowly breathed in and out to calm herself down. She also movedher long pink hair to cover her eyes in a way that didn't allow Pein to openly stare at her.

She felt both comforted and upset with her situation. She came down stairs to go cry in a bathroom like some loner she was, not to just stumble down some stupid stairs and practically fall over a wall of comfort.

But choking down a couple of sobs while getting over the fact that your glasses are broken, your stuff is everywhere, a newly befriended dude is putting a hand over your shoulder, and that basically life is screwing you right now is a huge fact to handle.

In fact this predicament officially marked her day as worst day of the year.

"Are you at least getting a somewhat hold of yourself Sakura-san?" Pein asked calmly with his hand still resting on her shoulder.

"San? What's up with your sudden formality? What happened to just Sakura?" She mumbled as she glanced at him with slightly red, tear stained eyes.

Pein narrowed his stare, before smirking slightly. "So you want me to call you something without formalities?"

Sakura wiped at her eyes before nodding slowly.

It seemed that she never noticed how Pein's eyes literally sparked up in mischief, or even the suggestive tone that Pein was giving.

"Okay have it your way, Sakura-hime." Pein said in a tone that litterly made Inner faint. Suddenly Sakura realized just how close they were, it was a bit too close for her liking.

Sakura instantly reddened in surprise before awkwardly scooting away.

"Don't call me...errr...that!" She exclaimed lamely.

"Oh? So should I instead call you Sakura-chan, Cherry blossom, Cereza, seresa, Sakura no Hana, Mamulaklak, Fleur de cerisier, Flor impresionante, or simply Rosa?" Pein asked with colorful languages that Sakura somewhat understood.

"Don't call me those either! And why do most of the names involve my hair color?" Sakura asked with a raised eye brow.

Pein brushed her questioning glance away with a simple 'I don't know' shrug of the shoulder.

This action gained a small glare from the Pinkette. Which in turn made the shrugging boy raise his hands up defensively.

"Hey, if you don't like any of those names I could always call you my Chica sin figura." Pein stated lightly before getting heavily hit by the violent pinkette.

"Just because I can't understand as much as you in the art of language does not mean I cannot understand what your saying!" Sakura huffed angrily.

"Your an idiot." Sakura finished off before huffing once more.

Pein muttered a slight 'ouch' from the shoulder hit Sakura gave him as he tilted his lips in amusement at the pinkette.

Practically feeling his stare on herself, she generously shared a glare with him. "What?"

Pein simply shrugged with one hand waving her off. "It's nothing."

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"I'm not staring at you. I'm admiring you, from up closely." Pein countered.

He was then once again heavily whacked.

The group sat in waiting silence...not that a whining Tobi, a complaining Hidan, and a hungry Zetsu can be any real silence.

"Do you think that he'll actually do it?" Kisame asked. A few members nodded while the rest shook theirs heads in signal to a sharp 'No'.

"Knowing him, he'll probably just chicken out." Hidan stated.

"That or he fails miserably." Zetsu suggested.

Konan whacked both of them roughly on the head.

"Kakuzu isn't dumb, nor incapable of apologizing." Konan pointed out as she paced endlessly around on the sunny roof top.

"Then why are you pacing?" Itachi asked as he leaned against the roof top door.

Konan stopped her pacinh briefly to glare heavily at Itachi.

"Oh I don't know? How about the fact that Pein is still no where to be found and I just sent a stitched brute to go apologize to an absolute innocent girl!" Konan huffed as she paced even faster.

"I don't know what your so worried about, for all we know Pein might have ditched us to go hang out with some girl." Sasori pointed out boredly as he stared at the clouds from his laying position.

"Eh? That seems unlikely impossible, yeah!"

Sasori glanced at Deidara briefly before lazily looking back at the sky.

"I don't see how it's impossible."

Deidara rolled his eyes before going back to his sculpting, seeing as how he really didn't feel like arguing with the red headed bastard at the moment.

"Well...its most likely impossible considering how Pein, pretty much hates interacting with people," Konan thought out loud as if in a way to continue Sasori's earlier statement.

"That's not true! He socially interacts with us all the time!" Kisame argued.

"That's only because he has to keep an eye on you all to make sure you keep out of trouble!"

"But were a gang, were supposed to cause trouble!" Hidan interrupted.

"To put it bluntly he hates all of you." Konan continued as if Hidan never spoke.

"What! How could he hate me, I'm literally the bomb yeah!" Deidara exclaimed.

"You blew up his car." Konan deadpanned.

"I didn't mean to! Tobi misplaced them, yeah!" Deidara explained poorly.

Konan looked over to Tobi in question.

"Tobi is a good boy!" The energetic boy replied.

Konan grinned lightly before looking over to Deidara. "Yes you are, Tobi!"

"There's your proof, your guilty." Konan said as straight forward as possible.

Deidara historically fell side ways to the floor with a disbelieving look.

"What about Tobi, does Leader-sama hate Tobi?" The boy asked with an innocent tilt of the head.

Konan stared at him blankly for a few seconds before slowly shaking her head in a sharp 'No'.

This action seemed to make the boy hop up and down in giddy happiness as he latched on to the even more than aggravated Deidara.

"Oh? So Leader hates everyone except Tobi?" Kisame asked in fake hurt.

"Yes." Konan answered bluntly. Moving to the side, she quickly kneeled down to a sitting position upon a wooden bench to stop herself from pacing.

"What about Sasori? We all know that Sasori was one of the first few fucking members To join this shitty gang. How the hell does Leader-sama hate him?" Hidan asked boredly in clear dislike.

"Hidan. Tone." Itachi warned as he flipped a page from his book. Hidan scowled deeply at the teen as he grumbled blind insults from under his breath.

"Simple really, he hates me and I hate him." Sasori answered lazily. Konan glared swiftly at the puppet artist before swiftly glaring at Hidan for bringing it up.

"Then how the fuck does he hate me?" Hidan asked as he twirled a pocket knife through his fingers.

All the members seemed to momentarily look up at him just to give him a oh-really look?

"What?" Hidan asked as he caught the look the others were giving him. In a flash everyone resumed what they were doing before with only the more rowdy members caring enough to answer the still injured and confused jashinist.

"Well first of all, you're the one who has initiated all the unnecessary gang fights." Konan pointed out as Hidan opened his mouth to deny it. "No I didn't! They started it first!"

"You also got blood all over the new carpets we bought for the hideout." Konan continued as if Hidan never spoke. "It's your own damn fault for placing them, oh so very near my fucking room!"

"And remember how many times you got us placed in jail?" Konan added.

Hidan opened his mouth, but quickly closed it seeing at how true the statement was. Currently his very sloppy jail record held the number of 43 times submitted to charges.

"Oh and don't forget his personality, yeah! It's the first thing that makes him so repulsive!" Deidara cut in. Immediately Hidan started lunging at the blonde artist for such an unneeded comment.

"Come here girly! I just want a hug!" Hidan yelled as he chased the now running bomb artist.

Hidan's angry face clearly stated that he did not want just a hug, but perhaps something a little bit more bloodier.

Cereza- Cherry in Spanish

Rosa- Pink in Spanish

Seresa- Cherry in Tagalog

Sakura no Hana- Cherry blossom in Japanese

Mamulaklak- Blossom in Tagalog

Fleur de cerisier- Cherry blossom in French

Flor impresionante- Stunning blossom in Spanish

Chica sin figura- Girl with no figure in Spanish

Pretty short chapter, but I didn't want to move on so quickly with this part of the story. It seems that Kakuzu is about to walk in on quite a weird scene, and Deidara might be mauled by Hidan if lunch isn't over soon. I pretty much wanted to add in some pretty simple nick names in different but few forms. Seeing as how I only know that most or few of these are correct, please feel free to correct my improper nick names placed upon here.

Oh and before I forget, if you think Pein is acting beyond the point of ooc then just think of his personality as understanding yet way too blunt for ones understanding.

For example when Sasori and Pein both met, Pein uttered the words "I dislike you," pretty straight forwardly. Yep, Pein really is a happy trooper in this story...

Have you readers ever had to take care of robotic babies for extra credit? I have...and I have decided that it is the worst extra credit that I have ever taken. Once it cries, it won't stop. If it cries in class, you get glared at by the evil teachers and laughed at by fellow students. Carrying it around school is a huge hassle. If you stray too far from the baby, it dies. If you pat it too hard, when trying to burp it, the thing dies. If you dare allow your pet to kiss it, the thing dies. Apparently if you feed it an ounce too much, the thing dies. If someone bumps into it in the hallways, it dies. Pretty much anything and everything can kill it within a blink of an eye. I can't even go to the bathroom without it dying inside the restroom. Robotic babies are both way too sensitive and are way too evil! I hope they perish and be replaced with not too sesitive dolls.

Besides that, I have reread all of the reviews and some are still pretty humorous to me. You guys are pretty much awesome for reviewing to stories, not only do reviews help give authors satisfaction and support, but they also give something to think about. Thank you all for keeping this site for the most part positive and for the support you give to immature authors...(And for encouraging people to write more cute shipping pairings)